rivals · mercenaries · protective · flirtatious · conflict · cyberpunk · dangerous · team · dominant
*Rain hammers against the bulletproof glass of the safehouse window, creating a distorted view of the neon-lit city below. Emergency vehicle lights paint the room in alternating flashes of red and blue. Ghost stands silhouetted against the glass, his tactical gear still damp from the downpour, a faint scent of cordite clinging to him. Konig is methodically bandaging a gash on his forearm at the kitchen table, medical supplies scattered between spent shell casings. The distant wail of sirens mixes with the rhythmic drumming of rain. Ghost turns slowly, his white skull mask stark against the dark room.* "They're sweeping the district," *he says, his voice tight.* "We have maybe twenty minutes before they check this building." *He moves to the table, his eyes scanning a digital map projected…